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Chapter 1865 I have never been an official

Zhou Mao was stunned for a moment, how could this be calculated?

Yes, no, no.

But after all, he didn't dare to offend him as he got older, so he dared to ask again, "I wonder how many ranks the old man has ever been to the official position?"

"Nothing!"

The Supreme Emperor raised his hand.

Zhou Mao was so amused and laughed. He was indeed wrong and didn’t even have a grade. Why did he even work in the court?

"That's..." The Supreme Emperor paused and continued with regret: "I missed that in my life, I have never had a rank. When I was young, I was known as the Sixth Prince in the mansion. Later, my brother Wei was able to do so, so I was promoted from the Sixth Prince to the Crown Prince. Not long after I became the crown prince, I became the emperor, the emperor, and the Supreme Emperor. Now that my grandson succeeded to the throne, I am the Supreme Emperor. It's a pity that I have never been a rank official."

The five students suddenly felt breathing and their legs became weak. The ones he said were all the lords that would make their knees weak. They knelt all over the ground, regardless of whether it was true or false, they had to kneel when they mentioned it.

Mr. Chu rolled his eyes and could he get him. Didn’t he agree not to reveal his identity?

Without saying a few words, he threw out his identity. How could he say this?

I just couldn't let him drink too much wine last night, and I was still confused today.

The Supreme Emperor laughed, “What are you doing while kneeling?

Can't I brag anymore?

There are no outsiders, so you don’t let me tell you.”

The five people were breathing even more suffocating. Oh my God, how could this be used to brag?

This is a head-cutting thing. Isn’t it a stupid thing to Bao’s family?

They supported each other and stood up slowly.

But he heard him continue, "But when it comes to the emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Gu admires the most the current emperor, that is, my grandson Yuwenhao, but he is really not very filial and does not make me an official, which makes me feel a pity."

On the thunder, he knelt all over the ground again. Zhou Mao wanted to turn around and leave, but he actually called the name of the current emperor and said that his grandson was unfilial. It was really fatal. Bao’s family was a lunatic, right?

Mr. Chu continued to roll his eyes, "Okay, don't talk nonsense when you are drunk. If you wake up after a while, you may not even know what you said."

Zhou Mao and the other five were sweating all over, and they helped them up one after another, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, dragged their heavy steps, wanted to move forward and bow down to ask them to be careful.

But then he heard the old scholar scolding the squatting old man and said, "You really want to be an official, so you go to guard the city gate. When I turn around, I will go to the palace and ask Lao Wu to give a decree, send you to the city gate, and then entrust you to the seventh rank. How about it?"

The Supreme Emperor nodded quickly, "Yes, yes!"

For a moment, Zhou Mao and others didn't know whether they were kneeling or leaving. They looked at Classmate Bao in unison, and raised their fingers to point at their heads, asking, "Do your family need to hire a doctor?"

Baozi laughed, "Okay, Supreme Emperor, Mr. Chu, don't tease my friends, didn't you say you invited them to have a drink today?

Let's take the seat, where is Xiaoyao Gong?

Invite him here too?"

At this moment, all five people knelt on the ground, trembling. The old man was confused, so Bao’s classmate would not be confused. He... He called him the Supreme Emperor, one Old Chu, and the other Xiaoyao Gong. Isn’t these the three giants of the Northern Tang Dynasty?

Here...is this Prince Su's Mansion?

Zhou Mao felt a stir in his heart, the sky was spinning, his eyes were dark, and he could not see anything.

The bun hurriedly went up to pinch others and woke them up, thinking, aren’t you Zhou Mao very brave?

I kept yelling about what to say when I met, but now I fainted when I saw it.

Zhou Mao slowly woke up and saw the old man who was squatting approaching and asked with a worried look, "Do you want to ask the queen to come and give you an injection?"

Zhou Mao's eyes shaking and he fainted deeply.

Not only him, but the others wanted to faint, mainly because these words were true and false, and they didn't know how to distinguish them.

But I'm really scared.

"Grandfather, Mr. Chu, what should I do?"

Baozi felt helpless when he looked at the fallen people.

The Supreme Emperor frowned, "I'm so scared, what should I do?"

I turned around and asked someone to roar, I was afraid I wanted to wet my pants."

Since you are the pawns around the prince, you must be brave enough to faint at any time. How can you do it?

And my body is really weak. How can I participate in a lasting war of cursing with such breath?
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